CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Tip Toe
I'm not into you
Izaya
Watch where you walk, boy my hunters love to tip toe
Sneaky shooters?hunt?you down, n***a?and they [?]
Don't eat that b*t*h?out, we was in that b*t*h bro
My n***as hoes with that Glock, oh, come on let's go check up
Red beam on this b*t*h, just hit you from the neck up
Where yo money go lil boy, I thought you was a flexer
That ugly a** b*t*h with you, I thought you would do better
My white b*t*h look up to cut I think her name is Heather
You ain't getting money boy you know yo a** a regular
You just blew yo check on bills, I just bought a Moncler
Good gas leave my lung, feel like i'm standing on air
Choppa bullets hit yo block, n***a know it's not fair
My n***as don't give a f**k, shoot you with a coaster
And my old head n***as serve a 8-ball, but lemme stop there
Some of my n***as went AWOL on me I don't care
These n***as out sad, I can't go like that
Kan just scored a pint, pour a four of that
Boy, we ot dub, make sure you know don't lack
Okay talk yo sh*t, hope you go far with that
I just scored a pint, pour a four of that
Let me call up P, and know he don't lack
Sippin' easter pink, yeah that DJ Phat
Bought my b*t*h a Mink and her a** fat
Yes I'm on the lean, I'ma smash that
Put her off a bean, see how she react
In the [?], and i'm on the Ac
Brand new Alex bag, it filled up with the cash
Ye that CL like 4MATIC, Oxycodone like an addict
Get the sticks up in the attic, i'm off Percocet and Addy
I wear Chanel for the show
In the H, in the O
And your b*t*h, she a hoe
Giving face, giving throat
Izaya, he just popped a seal
Izaya, he just tote the glick
N***a [?] hit to kill
Goonie yeah he keep the blick, like he on the f**kin' field
I just f**ked this n***a b*t*h, she like my lil sex appeal
Izaya
Watch where you walk, boy my hunters love to tip toe
Sneaky shooters?hunt?you down, n***a?and they [?]
Don't eat that b*t*h?out, we was in that b*t*h bro
My n***as hoes with that Glock, oh, come on let's go check up
Red beam on this b*t*h, just hit you from the neck up
Where yo money go lil boy, I thought you was a flexer
That ugly a** b*t*h with you, I thought you would do better
My white b*t*h look up to cut I think her name is Heather
You ain't getting money boy you know yo a** a regular
You just blew yo check on bills, I just bought a Moncler
Good gas leave my lung, feel like i'm standing on air
Choppa bullets hit yo block, n***a know it's not fair
My n***as don't give a f**k, shoot you with a coaster
And my old head n***as serve a 8-ball, but lemme stop there
Some of my n***as went AWOL on me I don't care
These n***as out sad, I can't go like that
Kan just scored a pint, pour a four of that
Boy, we ot dub, make sure you know don't lack
Okay talk yo sh*t, hope you go far with that
I just scored a pint, pour a four of that
Let me call up P, and know he don't lack
Sippin' easter pink, yeah that DJ Phat
Bought my b*t*h a Mink and her a** fat
Yes I'm on the lean, I'ma smash that
Put her off a bean, see how she react
In the [?], and i'm on the Ac
Brand new Alex bag, it filled up with the cash
Ye that CL like 4MATIC, Oxycodone like an addict
Get the sticks up in the attic, i'm off Percocet and Addy
I wear Chanel for the show
In the H, in the O
And your b*t*h, she a hoe
Giving face, giving throat
Izaya, he just popped a seal
Izaya, he just tote the glick
N***a [?] hit to kill
Goonie yeah he keep the blick, like he on the f**kin' field
I just f**ked this n***a b*t*h, she like my lil sex appeal
